Bai Ningxiang sighed. Aunt Zhang was right. With her family's situation, it was really not easy to sell the land quickly. Once the tribe members started to make trouble, the buyer would also retreat. If there was money, the land could not be bought, and he had to cause trouble.

During this period, the clan members were very powerful. Although the clan leader did not have the power of life and death approved by the government, he privately executed the rights of the Tu Emperor.

It would be fine if this patriarch was selfless. If he had a little selfishness, he would only accept it as a clan member.

The patriarch wanted to judge a person's good or bad, and he would directly convict him if he opened a ancestral hall, and even the government would not interfere.

Especially in the case of Aunt Zhang, a widow with a child and no one supports her. As long as someone in the clan takes her eye on her, even if it is her own thing, it is sometimes difficult to make decisions.

Although it sounds annoying, this is reality.

It is said that since you have enjoyed the protection of your tribe, you must make appropriate contributions.

Don’t you know that the so-called tribe members who hurt them the most?

Bai Ningxiang looked at the sky, "Where do you want to go?"

"I can only take one step at a time, but I can't go back anyway, otherwise we three will have a dead end." Aunt Zhang held the two children with a sad look on her face.

"Get on the bus first, think about it while walking. If you haven't thought about it yet when you get to the county, I'll point you to a place to go."

Bai Ningxiang greeted her and turned around to the car. Aunt Zhang hesitated for a while and took the child in.

The carriage started, Bai Ningxiang pulled out a secret lattice from the plywood of the carriage, took out two plates of peach blossom cakes, and placed them in front of the three of them.

"It's done when you go out, eat something to cushion your belly."

"Thank you."

Aunt Zhang pushed the plate to his children before turning to Bai Ningxiang, "What does Xiang Jie'er mean just saying that it means to point out a place to my aunt?"

Bai Ningxiang leaned against the cushion, looking at the anxiousness in Aunt Zhang's eyes, and did not hide it from it.

"I mean if you really have no place to go, I have a small village, so I can stay for a while and slowly plan for the future."

"Is that OK? Would it be too troublesome?"

After the surprise, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but hesitate. To be honest, although they lived in the same village, they had never had much contact with each other. She felt a little uneasy when she received favors for nothing.

"It's not a problem. There are not many people in the village and they are all kind. There are free rooms there, so it's okay to take a short break."

After Yingchun ate two peach blossom cakes, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"Mom, we have no place to go anyway, so why not follow Sister Xiang's arrangements. I have the strength to help my sister work."

"Mom, I can do it too. I will work hard to grow up and support me in the future."

Shanya is nine years old this year, with a skinny and small body, and the only thing that protrudes are those dark and big eyes.

But at this moment, his eyes were filled with resentment and anger, and the actions of the Zhang family left a shadow in his heart. If life continued to be hard, the child's personality would probably be distorted.

Even if she persuaded her a few words, it would not work. Maybe after a while, they would be better.

The carriage turned directly into Xiaoyaozhuang, and Mrs. Zhang was doing needlework at the door.

"Boss, you are here."

"Grandma Zhang, this is Aunt Zhang, our village. I live here for a while. You can clean up a room for them and prepare some food."

Bai Ningxiang introduced them to each other, and left the rest to Mrs. Zhang to arrange.
Chapter completed!